Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Suited with blessings I have been,
To live amongst 'my' people.
People others consider to be grassroots,
And by-products of the ghetto.
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'They don't get it.
So it's best to leave them with their wishes.'

If it is their wish,
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Demons needing to feed on negativity,
Eventually devour themselves.
With the hopes that the doing of it,
Will attract those who come to empathize...
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I am not one to hide emotions,
To have them spared.
I am a human being and I want that known,
With feelings 'here' and 'there' to be shown...
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And then...
They all awakened,
To realize time did not keep them...
From an aging to save their youthful glows.
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I'd rather have someone around me,
I know will be direct and honest...
Regardless if they are politically correct or not.
Than someone who will sneak behind my back,
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As a child I believed I had an understanding,
As to who 'them' and 'they' were.
To me it was then obvious,
Who would be suppressors of my attempted success.
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When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
With a freedom to do this and integrity they lack.
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I offend you?
Good.
But, please...
Do not attribute my giving,
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